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In every story there is a main character, a supporting character, a villain, a cannon fodder, and an extra. Then everyone is a mob character with unknown future and faces. Isn't quite an interesting thing... The main character is the focus of one story but the other characters even a simple extra also have their own stories where they are the main character. It may not be as interesting as the others but it is their own. It is mine and this is how I began to contemplate my whole existence...

Joy Ramzski is a Russian girl living in a restricted world of fortitude and isolation. Yet her popular trips around the world where she displays her giant lego sets out of any craft. Soon after she tries to get out of the orphanage now that she recently turned 16, however, she is stuck. But one night she makes a wish to travel beyond the galaxy and see what it has to offer. What if Joy's wish comes to life?

A upcoming senior students life suddenly changed when his mother decided to move away from the states and continue their lives in the Philippines with his grandparents, but everything changes when mysterious people decided to attack their house. Now the leading character found him self in this other realm different from Earth. His life is now surrounded by a fairytale as well as some deadly creatures. He will soon realized that his whole life is not what he seems.

In a future ravaged by genetic warfare, the world government formed the Cleanse Directive—a global force dedicated to exterminating all genetically engineered beings. But from the wreckage of illegal experiments, a girl arose: Eiren Virell. She could fly. She could regenerate. She could crush humans with a single blow. And most terrifyingly—she felt no fear or remorse.

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The galaxy is in turmoil. Monstrous Voidkin consume planets with their chaotic gravity magic, virus-ridden, drug-slinging Borgs corrupt innocent civilians with harmful propaganda, and the terrible Hellhound has brought forth unspeakable, demonic horrors upon the galaxy in the name of her vile vengeance. But not to worry! The Asgorath Empire swears to ensure the freedom and prosperity of its people, as it has done so for centuries before. Luckily, though, the Empire is never alone. The Draconarius, warriors brought from another world, fight on to protect the loyal citizens of the Asgorath Empire, ensuring nothing taints the righteous image of the Caelum System and the freed planets which surround it. Join our Draconarius on their glorious journey to protect the galaxy. Read on to see the exploits, sacrifices, and growth that our resilient Draconarius experiences to spread the freedom that is the Asgorath Empire. But as always, be sure to never fall for the wicked, deceiving words of the enemy…

Reincarnated in the novel he created. follow the adventures of Henry Lord as he overcome many difficulties to reach the top ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ book cover is not mine ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter Release still thinking ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!